" THE END"
Aria sat comfortably on a large cushioned chair in the family's cozy living room, surrounded by her three children. The fire crackled softly in the fireplace, casting a warm glow around the room. Her eldest twins, Aidan and Lyra, sat cross-legged on the carpet, while her youngest daughter, Celeste, snuggled close to her mother, clutching a soft blanket.
The twins were now fifteen years old, full of life, curiosity, and mischief. Aidan had inherited his father's striking features and strength, but his mother's warm and compassionate heart. Lyra, on the other hand, was the perfect blend of both parents—a sharp mind like Magnus and a radiant beauty like Aria. Celeste, only ten years old, was her father's mirror image in personality—cold, determined, and fiercely independent—but held a soft spot for her mother and siblings.
The children had been begging for months to hear the full story of how their parents fell in love, and tonight, Aria finally caved.
